But what attracted him to that photo was the naughty look in her eyes, her mouth wide in laughter, her chubby fingers curled into fists to contain her excitement.
It has been months since we ruined the strong connection we felt(or was it just me?). You were my new chapter, my new beginning. You were supposed to be my happily ever after
The letter was addressed to someone called “Miss Tomato”. There was only one person in the world who called her by that name
I see a handsome man laughing and staring at me then I take one cardboard box out where there are a bunch of letters. I read them
I know that it is all over between us and I should not nurse any hopes of reunion in my mind. You had made this clear to me on our last phone call before becoming inaccessible to me for years
Abhijeet opened his laptop and proceeded to check his mails. As soon as he opened the inbox the name of the sender glared back at him………’Abhiroopa Roy’.
I could only remember a huge wave and all of us trying to reach a safe place. Not sure about what had happened, I believed in all likelihood this wave had wiped us all.
And then I noticed the way the ‘A’s were written– slightly curved as they began– bringing to mind something I’d thought I’d put away forever.
What followed after that second meeting, was probably the most beautiful three months of my life. I would meet him every evening after college and on the weekends
The Intermission is a Love letter written in the form of a short story and is dedicated to the Song of Life sung by many a people but tuned by a few. Age and time are the best teachers